Chapter 2

After a long minute of struggle, Angelo finally wears the thin uniform that was given to him, he just leaves the tight pants and wears some pants that were in his closet's wardrobe that suited the colour and patterns of the uniform that was given to him by his personal maid. After he was done, he came downstairs to eat his breakfast. He was getting near to the table when his grandpa's irritating voice rang.

“How many times do I have to tell you youngsters to be punctual if it was time to eat breakfast!” Angelo's eyes rolled as he replied without care after he found himself a seat.

“Old Man, I have always been punctual” when he said those words as a response, a plate that held a well-cooked steak appeared in front of him. He smelled, ah, this was the aroma of a steak made by the 5 star chef in his own hands. Stazie, his half-sister at his side sneered in ridicule after his ridiculous response to the old man fell.

“Grandpa, don’t mind his manners. Maybe because he was the son of a mistress, he was always like that” After Stazie said those words, the temperature in the dining hall dropped to several degrees. Stazie felt cold behind her back when she noticed the ice-cold gaze that resembled the sharp blade of a dagger was being directed to her. She unconsciously swallowed her saliva in nervousness while her eyes wandered around to shrug off the cold feeling. Angelo's lips curved upwards. Oh? Would you look at that, his half-sister had stepped off the line of his bottom line. He gives Stazie a smile that wasn’t a smile as he opened his mouth and let out the poisonous tongue,

“Says the daughter whose mother was the original home wrecker in my house” when Angelo words fell, awkward silence filled the dining hall, it was only shattered when Angelo's biological father faked a cough.

“Your both siblings, you should not fight especially in front of the table full of food” after Zaques said those words solemnly, he continued to eat his unfinished food, but Angelo was very cruel and careless since birth, how could he just let off the hook that ridiculed him and his mother a while ago especially if the one who put a stop to the fight was the main cause of this shameful problem?

“Says the poor guy who lives in the slums since birth but climbed to the top because of marrying my mother but had the guts to cheat her and shamelessly bring along his illegitimate children in my house” after Angelo said that, he busted up laughing in ridicule when he saw the ugly expression on his father handsome face. This time, the deemed ‘home wrecker’ was quiet like a slaughtered chicken. They knew that the reason they can still stay in Angelo mansion was because of giving face to his love-sick mother, if Moniya was no longer in love with Zaques then they can say goodbye to the comfortable life as they will be driven out by the very own cruel and heartless boy who they always provoke when even knowing Angelo was the true owner of the mansion they were living in but desperately kiss up to the elder who can barely suppress him.

Zaques handsome face was distorted when the only mistake he made in this life brought to life again, he decisively reached out for a bottle and threw it at Angelo direction targeting its head, but before the bottle touched Angelo head, it turned into smoke without any trace left. Angelo smirked at his father's attempt to hurt him as his phoenix eyes landed on Zaques angry figure. His laugh stopped a while ago when he saw in his peripheral vision that a bottle was heading its way to his head. He raised the fork he was holding in his left hand before throwing it out in his father's direction as a counteract, the fork he threw went straight into the side of his father's face and straight to the billboard at his back. The curve upwards of Angelo's lips became wider when he saw what the fork he threw landed in.

“It’s a Bullseye” his phoenix eyes narrowed in amazement before retracting his gaze and landed it again to his father still angry figure but finally had a trace of nervousness attach in his handsome face “Don’t forget, I hold the original power if you can be driven or not-“his words was cut off by the old man suppress angry roar.

“Angelo! What are you talking about-?!” the old man roars didn’t get to Angelo ears as Angelo still continued to say the unfinished words when his phoenix eyes landed on different figure again-his grandpa who was huffing in uncontrollable rage.

“And also, I give you face because your mother adopted father, don’t run out my patience by always siding with the ‘home wrecker ’instead of your own daughter who you barely raised in your old days because if you do, your situation might be worse than theirs. Do you understand, Mr Alford?” When Angelo finished his threat with a small smile plastered on his lips, it was undeniably sexy to look at but also creepy at the same time. It was what Cleya felt before her small threat fell.

“You’re so brave to talk to him. Aren’t you afraid Grandpa will take the mansion back from you? Right Grandpa Hamm?” Angelo 's eyes rolled when Cleya who’s still at the age of 11 threatened him with this reason. Mr Alford became awkward after Cleya words fell, he became silent and didn’t care anymore and just ate his breakfast. He sighed; he can never suppress the boy in this lifetime, he wishes he could go back to the old time when the boy was still an infant and he can still barely slap his buttocks. Angelo wiped his lips in grace before he slowly stood up. He smiled at the people still dilly-dallying around the table, then walked outside the mansion to go to his new school giving the people who were left behind to breathe fresh air. They secretly curse the boy in their mind but they still finish their food as they still have appointments to attend to.

Author Characters Little Theatre:)

Stazie: (Claiming the other party of being a mistress only to be slap back)

Little Cleya: (Fiercely threatening the true owner of the house)

Angelo: (Coolly rolled his eyes with a sadistic smile)

Hades & Zeus: (covered their pounding heart)